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It’s starting to be crunch time on the farm. That’s not completely true… it feels like crunch time on the farm for most of the season. But this is a different crunch time. If things don’t get seeded or transplanted today (or really, yesterday or last week or who knows when in the past, but really, SERIOUSLY, before tomorrow), they’re not going to have enough daylight hours to ripen all the way to… well… ripe. So it’s crunch time. Jer’s been working like mad, while also trying to have a day off here and there, albeit mostly unsuccessfully.

Deadly nightshade – not my picture, because this one has flowered and is going to seed!

I’ve been looking at pictures of where we were at last year, and while we’re still behind, we’re less behind. What we aren’t less behind on is the weeds. We’ve tried really hard to stay on top of the weeds this year, especially before they go to seed. Last year we had a few weeds totally take off, and they became an absolute bane in the greenhouse – there was one nightshade that was especially vigorous. So this year, we’re on the watch for it, and I don’t think we’ve let any flower yet, much less go to seed. So that’s good.

Smartweed – also not my picture

Jer’s got a new weed on his radar, and he’s teaching me about it, but I keep thinking smartweed (or knotweed) is the plant he’s talking about, but it’s not, so I need a little more practice. I had a goal of getting half of my dahlias weeded last week, so that they could maybe, FINALLY, start to flower, and that got done. I am so ready to start making bouquets that aren’t lily-centric! I love the lilies, but I’m ready for more choice!

Dahlias, coming out of the weeds!

Last pink unscented lily

Market table

New market sign

Miss P had her 5-month-iversary this week. We celebrated by going to the market, but also by visiting with the folks whose house she was born at. We’re all just so darn grateful for her and her smiles, her gurgles and her snuggles. She’s a gooder.